[It's hard to concentrate. It's hard to suss out anything other than the broken-string chords wailing through the Resonance, trying to sever the connection with cold terror. If Frisk had any less practice with linking their SOUL to another -- if it had been anyone other than Chara they'd tried this with -- they don't think they'd have managed it.]
[They're not certain they are now, not until there's a gentle weight on their shoulder that must ground them at least as much as they're grounding Chara, and it helps them bring up a flicker of consciousness for anything outside of the two of them.]
[Tim -- he's safe. Muffet -- complicated, but safe, they think. Lup -- they swallow, turning their head to stare after her rapidly retreating form. They're worried about her and about Taako, and if they can't help, then they can at least...]
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[They're not certain they are now, not until there's a gentle weight on their shoulder that must ground them at least as much as they're grounding Chara, and it helps them bring up a flicker of consciousness for anything outside of the two of them.]
[Tim -- he's safe. Muffet -- complicated, but safe, they think. Lup -- they swallow, turning their head to stare after her rapidly retreating form. They're worried about her and about Taako, and if they can't help, then they can at least...]
Thank you.